Quick Transmigration: Let Me Tell You, I'm a Social Anxiety Person

Ikeno did not refuse: "Okay."

He opened his umbrella, and Wen Ying slipped under it.

Yu Qing, who had been watching from the sidelines, raised an eyebrow and said, "Then we'll be leaving now, so as not to disturb you."

That mocking expression clearly indicated that he mistook Chi Ye for Wen Ying's boyfriend.

Wen Ying remained silent for a moment.

She and Chi Ye walked slowly in the rain, a sudden feeling of unease rising in her heart.

Although she knew that her relationship with Zhao Qi was just for the sake of the plot, she still felt embarrassed and confused.

It's as if... I've immorally betrayed the person next to me.

This feeling made her feel embarrassed to get too close to Ikeno. Fortunately, Ikeno's umbrella was big enough, otherwise one of them would definitely have gotten half of their shoulder wet.

We ate lunch at the second canteen again.

Upon reaching the eaves, Wen Ying thanked Chi Ye.

Feeling there was no reason to force herself to suggest having dinner together, Wen Ying was somewhat satisfied with the system notification that she had gained ten more points of favorability.

"I'm going up to the second floor," she said to Ikeno.

Ikeno nodded, silently closed the umbrella, and water droplets dripped down from its surface.

Wen Ying then walked up the stairs.

After taking a few steps, she turned back.

She realized she had overestimated herself. In the past, she always ate with her familiar roommates, and in class, two roommates would sandwich her between them so she could stay comfortably in crowded places.

But her roommates weren't around, and Wen Ying mentally begged the system to activate the newbie buff, only to be firmly rejected: "[I promised you'd only use it once, don't try to play the victim and pull strings.]"

Wen Ying lowered her head and rummaged through all her pockets, trying to find a mask.

Just as her nerves were on edge and her breathing became rapid, a shadow fell over her.

Ikeno appeared behind her and put his hat on her head.

The brim of her hat was pulled down, and Ikeno and she were very close; they weren't even this close when they shared an umbrella.

However, due to Chi Ye's height and the hat on her head blocking out distracting views, Wen Ying suddenly felt her breathing calm down.

He let Chi Ye take her wrist and lead her to a quiet corner to sit down.

"What do you want to eat?" Ikeno asked.

This means they want to buy me food.

Wen Ying thought to herself how kind others were.

Her gaze swept briefly over the signs at the food service windows, and she chose the one with fewer people: "Claypot Rice, please."

She handed her meal card to Ikeno.

Ikeno didn't answer: "I'll ask you again, just like I said last time."

Yesterday, when Wen Yingqi was having dinner in the private room, Zhao Qi jokingly said, "I'll treat you to another meal," because she had rinsed Chi Ye's cup.

Ikeno actually took it seriously.

Wen Ying looked into the distance and saw that Chi Ye had already lined up at the store she had specified.

He was tall with long legs, taller than everyone else in the group, and even though he was wearing ordinary black, his charisma was hard to be overlooked in the crowd.

Wen Ying sat in the same spot, wearing his hat, and rested his chin on his hand, watching for a long time.

[Ding, Ikeno's favorability has increased by 10, bringing the total favorability to 35.]

Upon receiving the sudden system notification, Wen Ying blinked slowly.

Were we caught peeping?

At the claypot rice window, Chi Ye leaned slightly forward and was talking to the staff inside.

But he clearly never turned around from beginning to end.

A short while later, Ikeno came over with a tray, put down what he was holding, and left.

When he returned, he had a carton of strawberry milk in his hand.

Chi Ye pushed the milk towards Wen Ying.

"For me?" Wen Ying asked.

Ikeno nodded: "Don't you like drinking water?"

Wen Ying held the straw on the milk carton, speechless.

Yesterday, the three of them had dinner together, and she did drink a lot of water, one cup after another, as if she was going to use tea instead of alcohol and not stop until she got drunk.

But that was just to cover up the awkwardness and unease.

But it's good now, because the claypot rice has Chinese sausage in it, so it might be a bit salty.

Wen Ying inserted the straw, smiled, and thanked Chi Ye.

Ikeno didn't respond; he had put on those headphones again at some point.

Looks like a hardcore headphone enthusiast.

Wen Ying thought that what he said yesterday when he shared a table, complaining about how noisy it was outside, was probably true.

Chi Ye ate slowly and walked slowly in the rain with an umbrella. For a moment, Wen Ying suspected that he was deliberately slowing down to please her.

The idea had barely surfaced when she forcefully suppressed it.

"That's a bit too narcissistic, Wen Ying," she told herself. "I should just look away and focus on my food. I've already secretly observed Chi Ye far too many times today."

After lunch, the rain outside showed no signs of stopping; in fact, it got heavier and heavier.

Chi Ye opened the umbrella again, and on the way back to the dormitory, Wen Ying had to stand very close to him.

The rain was so heavy that the wind even picked up, causing the raindrops to pour uncontrollably into the umbrella, soaking the sleeve of the arm holding the umbrella.

Ikeno escorted her to her dormitory building.

"Wait a minute." Wen Ying took off her hat and called out to Chi Ye, who was about to turn around.

“Your hat,” she said.

Chino glanced at her, then suddenly bent down in front of her.

But it was still too high, so Wen Ying tiptoed slightly and put the hat back on top of his head.

As she withdrew her hand, she noticed that Chi Ye frowned slightly. Rainwater slid off the umbrella and accidentally dripped onto his forehead, then streamed down his cheek.

It's probably because the raindrops felt uncomfortable.

Wen Ying's hand moved down as if guided by a ghost, and she gently wiped his face.

The warmth of the touch of fingers flashed across the skin.

"Okay." She felt that Ikeno was still looking down at her, but he didn't speak or move.

"I'm going back." Wen Ying suddenly felt lost again, hiding the hand that had touched him behind her back and clenching it tightly.

Ikeno finally said, "Go."

Wen Ying felt as if she had been granted a pardon and turned to walk into the hall.

My wet footsteps sank into the paving stones, and a certain part of my chest felt damp as well.

And because of the approaching spring, it will become warm.

As she strode up the steps.

There was a "ding" sound.

[Ikeno's favorability increases by 10, total favorability forty-five.]